I find that I'm pretty much useless after 4 hours. I usually do a 4 hour stretch during the day and then hop back on for another 2 hours when the kids are down and that seems to be the most productive for me.
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I once worked at a place where I built out a bunch of internal tools that became pretty heavily integrated into the development workflow. Everything I built was the shittiest, most disgusting piece of garbage I've ever seen, but it worked. My job became solely managing these tools, as everyone else struggled to read and comprehend my filth.
I ended up switching jobs because they wouldn't give me the compensation I asked for and half of the development team quit before my 2 weeks was up to avoid dealing with my slop, a lot of them were already considering leaving for lack of compensation, but this was the nail in the coffin.
I found out a few months later that instead of just going back to life without these tools or finding someone to take them over they just shut down the development department. The people who were left either got fired or moved to a different department to pursue a new career path.
Neat and simple. Thanks.
I'm in this boat, I just look pissed all the time and it takes a lot to get an actual smile from me. I used to try and fake it a lot but I wasn't good at it so it made people even more uncomfortable.
One of our cats is Meshe, we call her Moo. Meshe -> Mooshe -> Moo.
Bonus: we have a dog named Gismo, we call him big boobs. Don't ask how we got there, it makes sense.
My wife said something like "the patriarchy hurts everyone, men included" and everything made a lot more sense.
I did call them out a bit. The thing that broke me was when I said something like "I provide a lot more than financial support. I cook, clean, change diapers etc.." And I saw the group split between the guys who do that stuff and those who don't.
It made me sad, a lot of these guys are only a few years older than me and can't really blame it on "how things used to be". I felt like I was in the 50s or something and I needed to check if the bathrooms were segregated. I've never seen such ignorant toxic masculinity in real life, and I used to work in construction 10 years ago.
Someone else pointed out that they wouldn't be able to survive off of 85% pay without finding gig/temp work. And I'll admit, I'm in a fortunate enough position now that I didn't put much thought into that 15% being detrimental. We'll surely blow through most of our savings and that'll hurt, but we'll be alright.
With my first son I was working 2 jobs when he was born and we were already well behind on a lot of bills so the thought of leave didn't ever begin to cross my mind. It does make me even more appreciative of the position we're in now.
We are in a very fortunate situation. We're not well off by any means but have saved pretty well. We paid off the car last year and started putting that extra money we were paying into a seperate account which turned into our backup account to bridge that 15% gap.
I'm also pretty close with the guy who owns the corner store around the block and can usually pickup a few night shifts a week there when I need to since it's in a rough neighborhood and they haven't been able to find a steady nightshift clerk for 5 years.
We're very lucky that aspect.
That's some assumption, I never said I agreed with them or was looking to take their advice or gain their approval. I said all of the things people are saying in here, I offended a few people who thought I was calling them bad dads which I never directly said, but that's their short line to draw to their own conclusion.
I more so was looking for input on the concept of paternity leave from people outside my small work circle because I thought the overwhelming hate on it was wild and for a minute felt like I was some new age radical who had just discovered the concept of taking care of your family. I knew I wasn't, but I don't hear much about it where I'm at so I figured I'd ask the general community.
My wife's a gig worker and does mostly weekends in summer so I usually get all of that time to be a parent on my own, and while I miss my wife a lot, I love being the sole parent. My son and I have such a different flow than him and my wife and it's so interesting to see.
That first summer with our oldest was rough, he was only a few months old, I was working 2 jobs just so we could scrape by so he didn't really know me yet, he screamed and screamed but eventually we got in a good groove and I found a spot on his back that if I rubbed put him right to sleep. That spot still works 3 years later
I have some stuff that I would happily mail to someone who needed it, some older but still usable phones/computer, a ton on perfectly fine laptop parts that I don't need, baby toys/clothes, I got more formula than I'd ever need when my youngest son was born and my wife is breastfeeding so I'm trying to get rid of it.
I don't really like the chain thrift stores and all the small local ones around me shut down after a chain moved to town. I donate to the schools a lot but they're suprisingly picky about what they'll take.
I could see it working.
I don't think I would be comfortable sending money nor am I necessarily in a position to do so. But I can afford a few bucks in postage and a clear shelf in the garage.